Harry prayed for patience and tried to reason with his bratty boyfriend one more time. "Come on, Draco. Please?"

"I don't want to!"

"It's just the London Christmas market," Harry protested exasperatedly. "And we'll be there for a few hours, tops."

Draco merely huffed and shifted uncomfortably. Harry caught the movement and had to fight to hide his grin. No wonder Draco was being so disagreeable.

Changing tactics, he approached the unsuspecting blond and wrapped his arms around him. Draco tumbled into his chest with a surprised squeak. Harry planted his hands on the blond's hips and pulled him closer, leaning against the slender boy and nuzzling him fondly.

"You know you can't resist an entire day of shopping," he teased, nipping his shoulder lightly. "And when we get back, I'll let you open another present."

Draco's eyes flickered and he bit his lip uncertainly, but didn't cave. Well not completely, at least..

"Don't wanna go Christmas shopping around m-muggles," he mumbled, shivering as Harry swiped his tongue over and around the shell of his ear. "We always -mmm, stop that- we always go to D-diagon Alley."

"Play nice, pet," Harry warned, trailing his hands down Draco's hips and over the front of his trousers. "You don't want to be put on the naughty list, do you?"

Draco whined and thrust against his fingers and Harry couldn't help an evil grin. Draco was rock hard and through the smooth fabric of his trousers, Harry could feel the grooves of the cock ring he was wearing. "Bad little boys don't get presents, you know," he purred and removed his hands- much to Draco's chagrin.

"Alright! Alright already!" the blond snapped, caving at the threat of no more presents. "I'll go to your sodding Christmas market!"

Harry kissed his cheek, chuckling with amusement as Draco jerked his head away petulantly.

It turned out to be a surprisingly pleasant day. London was festive and cheery and the boys found themselves wandering the streets, doing nothing in particular.

With the exception of the London Eye where Harry found plenty to do once he got Draco inside and 400 feet above the city. Especially since Draco refused to let go of him until his feet touched solid ground again. Harry certainly wasn't complaining. Come evening, the entire city was a spectacular collage of bright lights and tinsel. Harry enjoyed every moment- even having to forcibly drag Draco out of Harrods. London by night had a magic all of its own.

By the time they finally reached the Christmas Market, they were both worn out and Draco was more than a little whiny. "I'm tired. These bags are heavy. My feet hurt. Can we go home now?"

"We just got here!" Harry exclaimed. "You were fine two minutes ago."

"I was having fun two minutes ago. Let's go back to Harrods."

Harry glared at him. "No. I like it here. Just…go listen to the choir and quit bothering me for ten minutes."

Draco glared murderously as the dark haired boy turned away from him. Like hell he was going to be dismissed like that! Squaring his shoulders and clenching his jaw, Draco prepared himself. This meant war.

Harry smiled and thanked the woman managing the stall, gathering up at least two weeks worth of gingerbread. Ron would probably plough through it in four hours though. Harry smiled at the thought and turned, looking around for his sulking boyfriend.

It took him all of four seconds to spot Draco, leaning casually against a wall and… sucking on a candy cane.

Uh oh.

Draco's grey gaze found his and the blond smirked as he licked a long strip along the red and white sugar treat.

Harry promptly dropped his gingerbread.

The show didn't end there though. Suitably encouraged by Harry's reaction, Draco turned up the heat. His lips parted and the cane slipped through them, pressing down gently on soft, pink skin. Harry swallowed as Draco moaned in appreciation and withdrew the treat, his pink tongue darting out every now and then to take a swipe at it.

Fuck.

Draco nibbled oh so gently on the cane and Harry's blood thrummed. His dark gaze sought out Draco's and the blond smirked as he fellated the cane again. Harry had seen enough. Practically growling, he marched over to the impertinent brat.

"Home," he bit out shortly. "Now."

Draco smirked as he was hauled off to a safe apparition point.